"I understand, I will do my best," Xu Zimei nodded.
Speaking of which.
When he first arrived in the Nine Domains, the True Martial Holy Sect was supposed to send someone to welcome him.
Unfortunately, his luck was bad.
The True Martial Holy Sect had fallen, not to mention sending people to greet him, it probably couldn't even leave the Heaven Extreme Realm.
While the two were talking, their silhouettes descended from the sky.
They had already reached the sky above the True Martial Holy Sect.
Seeing the current dilapidated state of the True Martial Holy Sect, the True Martial Ancestor sighed.
Actually, at his level.
He rarely felt sentimental about anything.
But the True Martial Holy Sect held extraordinary significance for him.
Throughout his life, he did not marry or have children, nor did he have anyone he particularly cared about.
The only thing he was obsessed with was likely this True Martial Holy Sect.
To him, the True Martial Holy Sect was like his own child.
